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impyFirst, let's go with where I've been. Last week I went to work Tuesday night and work had all the cooler and freezer doors open because they were cleaning/fixing them. (Freezer's only been borked since May and all.) There was an odd smell, which I assume is from that, and it was irritating my throat/nose/etc, so by the end of my shift I felt weird in the sinus area but relatively fine elsewhere. I stop at the store, pick up a couple of things because I fully expected to be back the next day when all the specials would be labeled, and head home. At home, the weirdness is still annoying and more of a localized thing until I take my shower, which I was hoping would wash away whatever funky smell was lingering on my hair.
I go to bed and very quickly realize oh shit, this is not just irritated sinuses. Or maybe it is, but the result is the same- I keep coughing. A LOT. The best way to explain it is when you're at the end of your cold and it's cough day, the day when you're gonna purge all the crap that's been lingering in your lungs for the last 7-10 days (however long the cold has lasted) but everything else in you feels pretty okay. Until you've had a cough try and take out a rib or do muscle damage or feel like a workout.
The day got progressively worse, even though I did manage to actually get some sleep once I propped myself up on a throne of pillows and Squishmallows. I'd basically sleep for an hour, wake up to cough up some blergh, grab some water after, then go back to sleep and repeat. At dinner I still thought I was going to power through, though I was wondering where our masks were and then thought, it's okay, work should have them because pharmacy! Yeah, an hour later I was calling out because I finally realized that no, I would not be able to handle a night of this in a mask. I went back to sleep and managed to actually get a three hour or so stretch before waking up and feeling SO MUCH WORSE. Insert several "oh no, I can't breathe properly despite my nose not being at all stuffed up and this is very much all in my head but not in that way" panic attacks (huzzah!) and a couple of pieces of toast, a banana, and the end of the mac and cheese and eventually I passed out again at like, 10am.
Anyway, I've spent the last however many days having a cold out of sequence. Like right now I seem to be in the gluey snot stage, and Sunday was the throat on fire part 2 (part 1 was a blip on earlier). It's very weird and I don't like it, but I'm hoping we're gonna be done with this soon.
Thing is, because I was sick I missed the No Kings protest. :( I also missed Ari's birthday, though it sounds like I dodged a bullet there because they did that thing where lunch turned to early dinner turned to regular dinner, but did not take into consideration how busy restaurants and the roads would be after the protests. Also, I am not a sushi person so there's that.
But it also meant that on Sunday, while I was passed out trying to feel better, I missed a billion calls from Cass about Jess, who wound up in the hospital the day before and then had to have surgery and had her foot amputated, possibly more later. !!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jess's mother died last year, after having had a... stroke, maybe, where she was basically never the same or home again months prior. She lives with her dad, who is apparently either half blind and half deaf or mostly blind and half deaf, I'm not sure which. She works her ass off for a job that does not appreciate her (she's a daycare worker), and is frequently burned the fuck out. She's been having a time for the last FOREVER and when I learned how bad off her dad is (attempts to reach him on the phone didn't work, so someone had to go over and essentially break in to get ahold of him), I'm pissed as fuck at her sister. I'm not sure if I really should be, but I am, because Jess carried so much of the visiting and caring for her mother on her own back despite the fact that she doesn't drive (it's a whole thing) and her sister can and to my knowledge will wait til the last second to swoop in and actually be helpful and then act like she's been pulling her weight the whole time. Like Jess? Should've gone to the hospital at least the night before she did, but instead of hearing her when her sister literally could not get out of bed at the time as the problem that it is, her sister was like, "first thing in the AM it'll be."
I dunno, I'm just vexed on her behalf because Jesus Christ, she needs a good kind of break. :/
I go to bed and very quickly realize oh shit, this is not just irritated sinuses. Or maybe it is, but the result is the same- I keep coughing. A LOT. The best way to explain it is when you're at the end of your cold and it's cough day, the day when you're gonna purge all the crap that's been lingering in your lungs for the last 7-10 days (however long the cold has lasted) but everything else in you feels pretty okay. Until you've had a cough try and take out a rib or do muscle damage or feel like a workout.
The day got progressively worse, even though I did manage to actually get some sleep once I propped myself up on a throne of pillows and Squishmallows. I'd basically sleep for an hour, wake up to cough up some blergh, grab some water after, then go back to sleep and repeat. At dinner I still thought I was going to power through, though I was wondering where our masks were and then thought, it's okay, work should have them because pharmacy! Yeah, an hour later I was calling out because I finally realized that no, I would not be able to handle a night of this in a mask. I went back to sleep and managed to actually get a three hour or so stretch before waking up and feeling SO MUCH WORSE. Insert several "oh no, I can't breathe properly despite my nose not being at all stuffed up and this is very much all in my head but not in that way" panic attacks (huzzah!) and a couple of pieces of toast, a banana, and the end of the mac and cheese and eventually I passed out again at like, 10am.
Anyway, I've spent the last however many days having a cold out of sequence. Like right now I seem to be in the gluey snot stage, and Sunday was the throat on fire part 2 (part 1 was a blip on earlier). It's very weird and I don't like it, but I'm hoping we're gonna be done with this soon.
Thing is, because I was sick I missed the No Kings protest. :( I also missed Ari's birthday, though it sounds like I dodged a bullet there because they did that thing where lunch turned to early dinner turned to regular dinner, but did not take into consideration how busy restaurants and the roads would be after the protests. Also, I am not a sushi person so there's that.
But it also meant that on Sunday, while I was passed out trying to feel better, I missed a billion calls from Cass about Jess, who wound up in the hospital the day before and then had to have surgery and had her foot amputated, possibly more later. !!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jess's mother died last year, after having had a... stroke, maybe, where she was basically never the same or home again months prior. She lives with her dad, who is apparently either half blind and half deaf or mostly blind and half deaf, I'm not sure which. She works her ass off for a job that does not appreciate her (she's a daycare worker), and is frequently burned the fuck out. She's been having a time for the last FOREVER and when I learned how bad off her dad is (attempts to reach him on the phone didn't work, so someone had to go over and essentially break in to get ahold of him), I'm pissed as fuck at her sister. I'm not sure if I really should be, but I am, because Jess carried so much of the visiting and caring for her mother on her own back despite the fact that she doesn't drive (it's a whole thing) and her sister can and to my knowledge will wait til the last second to swoop in and actually be helpful and then act like she's been pulling her weight the whole time. Like Jess? Should've gone to the hospital at least the night before she did, but instead of hearing her when her sister literally could not get out of bed at the time as the problem that it is, her sister was like, "first thing in the AM it'll be."
I dunno, I'm just vexed on her behalf because Jesus Christ, she needs a good kind of break. :/
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Date: 2025-10-23 10:07 pm (UTC)Have I blogged about having an adjustable bed? Because it is literally the best thing ever, especially when you need to sleep propped up so that you don't drown in your own snot.
Mr B and I have both had a very trying week this week and I'm glad its almost over. I hope you are feeling better!
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Date: 2025-10-24 01:49 pm (UTC)You have! I was desperately jealous of those with the adjustable beds, and even more so when the damn fitted sheet decided halfway through the first night was the perfect time to try and run away.
I'm feeling better at this point, even if it's not 100% and I hope your week ends better than it started and that you get to do something fun this weekend, even if it's just cuddle up to Mr. B and zone out.